Ex-husband Temptation

Song Wenchong moved his eyes away, did not make eye contact with Fang Yuyan, and said softly, "Mr. Zhou is a very honest man with a good heart. He is a very cheerful person."

"This evaluation is very high," said Fang Yuyan.

So what Mr. Zhou said can be believed.

So what's wrong with grandfather's death?

Fang Yuyan thought, her heart became more and more heavy. Is that really the case?

Two people out of the hiding place. It seems that someone is really paying attention to the hall. Fang Yuyan puts away her puzzled expression and looks directly at Song Wenchong.

But song Wenchong is not as easy-going as he usually is. It looks light.

Fang Yuyan didn't notice anything in the end.

"Have some dinner. I'll bring you something you like when I pass by the dessert shop." Song Wenchong looked at Fang Yuyan, and his eyes were full of love: "look what you've become thin recently."

How did you lose weight again.

After so many years, I met Fang Yuyan for the first time, as if every time I saw her. She's getting thinner.

Fang Yuyan reluctantly showed a smile: "I'm not hungry now, you go to eat first."

She didn't mean not to eat, but she really couldn't.

If it's hard to eat, it will only be more uncomfortable. Yes, she doesn't care much about eating these things. She doesn't eat them when she has no appetite.

But song Wenchong doesn't seem to let her go so easily?

"Why don't you have any hospitality, and why don't you have dinner with the guests?" Song Wenchong looked like he would never stop until he reached his goal.

"Well All right, "Fang Yuyan had to agree.

She really has no desire to eat, but song Wenchong is so tired of helping every day that he can't be hungry, can he?

At dinner, the two did not lie.

Fang Yuyan is preoccupied with Zhou's words and song Wenchong's strange performance. What is hidden behind this?

She always subconsciously looks at Song Wenchong, but she can't see anything.

I don't know what happened these days when she left Fang's house?

Everything at home seems to have changed, because of the departure of my grandfather? Or is it because there are other people in this family?

Why don't you point out what Mr. Zhou has to say? Song Wenchong is even more strange. What can't be said about this matter directly?

Song Wenchong should not hide anything from her. So you can't say these things at this time? Or can't you say it in this place?

Fang Yuyan calmly guesses all kinds of possibilities.

Song Wenchong looked at her absent-minded when she ate. He was very distressed.

If it wasn't for the place not suitable for conversation, he would have been unable to help saying it.

Originally, he just wanted to have a good talk with Fang Yuyan after the funeral.

It seems that master Zhou really knows something.

Two people face to face in this way, absent-minded pickpocket rice, thinking of their own mind.

After dinner, the whole afternoon was busy again, until supper time. Two people just went out of the door, planning to find a restaurant for dinner.

Song Wenchong knew that Fang Fang must have eyeliner, so many times he wanted to say that he would not speak it out. At that moment, he could speak.

Song Wenchong directly takes Fang Yuyan into a hotel. The hotel is owned by his song family. You can rest assured.

"Yuyan," Song Wenchong looked at the situation in the hotel a little, then said to Fang Yuyan, "let's go to the private room to eat."

"Well."

There is no need to open a private room for two people to eat. Fang Yuyan knows that song Wenchong has something to say to her.

She couldn't help but think of what Mr. Zhou said.

After entering the private room, she couldn't wait to ask: "Wenchong, just tell me directly, is there anything strange about my grandfather's death?"

Song Wenchong waved his hand: "let's have dinner first, you eat more, I'll tell you the truth."

The meal and soup were soon delivered. Fang Yuyan bowed her head and smelled the smell of the soup: "the food you packed last time belonged to this family, right?"

"Yes, how do you like it? The soup here is very nourishing. I remember you used to love soup Song Wenchong said with a smile.

"That was many years ago. How can you remember so clearly?" Fang Yuyan said with a faint smile. At that time, she would go to song Wenchong's house to have dinner. She likes soup best. Song Wenchong always gives her his province to drink: "but the soup here is really good. I like it very much."

"It wasn't like that the last time you drank it." Song Wenchong joked.

"What am I like?"

"You seem to have a grudge against this soup!" Song Wenchong said with a sad face. It's obviously Fang Yuyan.

Fang Yuyan couldn't help laughing. When song Wenchong was serious, she was like a gentleman. I didn't expect to have such a funny side.Two people eat while chatting, Fang Yuyan whole person also slightly relaxed down, eat almost. Song Wenchong raised his head.

He looked at Fang Yuyan seriously: "I have something to tell you."

"You say," Fang Yuyan immediately realized that it was not easy.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Song Wenchong with a straight face.

"Mr. Fang, it's a strange way to go."

Fang Yuyan suddenly stood up. She was so excited that her eyes filled with tears and her whole body began to tremble: "do you mean my grandfather's death was really calculated? It's not because I'm seriously ill! "

"Don't get excited. I'll tell you slowly. There is no evidence for this matter now. Worry can't solve the problem!" Song Wenchong reaches out his hand and presses Fang Yuyan back to her chair.

But Fang Yuyan couldn't sit still. She got up again when she touched the chair and turned back and forth in the private room. She was very upset.

Song Wenchong worried to step forward to hold her shoulders.

"I know I can't solve the problem in a hurry, but I'm worried. Mr. Zhou said that three days before my grandfather died, he was still in the hospital to see my grandfather. At that time, the doctor said that my grandfather recovered well and would be discharged in a few days. I didn't expect that he would die three days later! "

Fang Yuyan gnashes her teeth with hatred. When master Zhou says those words to her, she always thinks about the good.

It was not until song Wenchong broke everything apart and put it in front of her that she understood it completely.

She's so stupid.

Song Wenchong keeps comforting her. He knows how hard this matter has hit her. Fang Yuyan has the right to know this matter, and he keeps it from her.

"Yu Yan, don't worry. As long as you give me time, I will find out. Can you believe me?" Song Wenchong looks at Fang Yuyan anxiously.